Was it a year ago already that we gathered at the hospital for hours and hours and hours waiting for you to arrive? And when you waited until just about an hour before your “due date” to make your arrival – we cheered madly in the hallway and sang praises for God’s gift!? Can it have been 365 days since I first layed eyes on your pretty little face and teared up watching you and your mommy looking at each other with the deepest human love possible? Yes, it has been a year. And now, we cannot even remember life before you!
All your cousins and aunts and uncles and Nonna and Poppa call you “Baby Averi,” and still delight to see you come through the door! What will her hair look like today, we wonder? Will it be mussy and full or in barrettes? Will it be in a mature pony and better yet, two little pigtails? The only thing bigger than your adorable hair are your two gigantic, liquid-blue eyes. No wait, maybe those puffy, pink, kissable cheeks. Yes-I think the cheeks first, then the eyes and then the hair. You are the original love-marshmallow: soft and sweet and delicious and you smell wonderful!
I love to see you eating your veggies, chew, chew chew! I love your tooth-revealing smile and crinkled nose. I love singing “Averi-Baby” to you to the tune of “Pretty Baby” because you bounce and dance, loving your song. I love how you rattle off stories and baby jokes to me and then rear back and push out that long, loud laugh! You are a comedianne and you look just like your mommy except when you draw those eyebrows together in a scowl – then I see your daddy loud and clear!
Happy Birthday, Averi-Baby! I love you bunches!…Nonna
NOTE TO SELF: Watch all buttons on TVs and computers and anything tech because this is Averi’s passion right now!
pictured: Averi, all Averi…click on images for a better look